My letter in the Mercury…
“Hands up how many of us foresaw the Henry Boot deal falling through and “other less ambitious proposals” being considered, eventually.?
Perhaps I am psychic. I predicted the Mace deal going off the rails and now I have predicted the Henry Boot plans failing. Maybe I should get a job on television, move over Derren Brown.
In all seriousness though, what was Mr Ap Rees and his motley crew over in the Council thinking.? Well over a decade of nothing, deadlines being put back again and AGAIN and everything comes crashing down at the end. This whole debacle is the economic equivalent of throwing balls at a coconut that is nailed to a pole, perhaps sense will prevail in the near future and someone will fill the place with water and stick a roof on the top.
I am still baffled by the blinkered nature of our mighty leaders with regards to this matter, even my pet rabbit could have seen this result coming. Might I suggest the Council hire a new cleaner, their crystal ball appears to be dusty.”
Fluffy Bunny, News at Ten, Weston-super-Mare